C377 Ye Zhenzhen You like Yeh Sen

The sea breeze whipped Yeh Sen's hair back into a wild mess, yet his expression was as severe and cold as a warrior marching through the fires of hell. The jet ski carved a white line across the ocean, sending up sprays of blue water as if Yeh Sen were riding the waves themselves.

Yeh Lin glanced up, saw the scene, and dropped the ingredients he was holding